Y/n POV
I'm tired but I don't feel like sleeping so I decide to stay up like the teenager I am.
I'm scrolling through Wattpad cuz I'm bored as heckin heck man. I wonder what it would be like to actually meet a creepypasta. Obviously to survive don't act like a fangirl like in all those fanfics. Honestly it's upsetting how many fanfics about Jeff the killer there are but hardly any of them are gay.
As I'm scrolling I hear slight creaks from the staircase (u live in a basement cuz why not) as I look up slightly I just freeze. The silloheutte seems to not notice me since I have the advantage of being at the dark part of the hall. I quickly hide behind the corner as to not be seen. I begin to think about my options here. I could A, Act like a fangirl, get killer immediately B, Try to take him on, get killer immediately C, IDK think of something. Imma go with option C.
As he walks down here I act normal and just wait for him to come around the corner. As he does he just tackles me and puts his knife to my throat.
"GO TO SLEE-" he gets cut off with me putting my finger to his mouth.
"Be quiet or you'll wake up my dad and get the police called on you" I quickly say in a hushed voice.
(Honestly if anyone likes this first chapter I'll keep writing more.)
